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Most of these were my dad’s hats and not even his favorite — that would be the golf hats and the Stetson (aka Ten Gallon hat pictured below). Trouble with that one is my mom wouldn’t let him wear it much. But he loved it and so did I. So every now and then he would put it on for me. Wish I had one of those pics, but the memories will have to do.

The gold hat in the center was of course my mom’s. She had a black one with a veil with a very special dress given to a friend for a party years ago. The hat that says Nassau, we insisted dad buy when we vacationed in Nassau in the Bahamas one year. It wasn’t really his style, but he wore hats all the time and of course we thought he needed one for the trip.

Just the thought of Nassau brings back a flood of good memories on the beach and with family. Some of the best beaches in the world there! I particularly like the ones with no waves and there were plenty of those there. I remember discovering the casinos where I put in a quarter and nothing happened. That was the beginning and the end of my gambling career.

Here is the infamous Ten Gallon Hat and the original box.

I did a little research and the Ten Gallon Hat was actually just one style of the Stetson hats. Here is one of their classic ads from 1924. Apparently it didn’t have to do with holding ten gallons of water but something about how many hat bands it would hold from galon in Spanish.

“Most experts argue that the name “10-gallon hat” is actually an import from south of the border. Cattle drivers and ranchers in Texas and the Southwest often crossed paths with Mexican vaqueros who sported braided hatbands—called “galóns” in Spanish—on their sombreros. A “10 galón” sombrero was a hat with a large enough crown that it could hold 10 hatbands, but American cowboys may have anglicized the word to “gallon” and started referring to their own sombrero-inspired headgear as “10-gallon hats.”

For more on this topic see story and some great pics of days gone by here.

Father’s Day is not just about your earthly dad. I am pausing to say thanks to my heavenly Father for all His tender loving care along the Way! I am grateful especially for His patience, mercies, healing touches and gentle nudges at just the right time. He does things in a way so that I can see and hear and understand a little more about Him each time! The unfolding revelation and the comfort of His presence is beyond compare and an eternal promise.